Kuai Chuan Daji is a bad woman

Chapter 95 The Delicate Red Rose 1
"Why is she silent? She won't die."

"Go over and have a look, don't kill people, don't say it's hard to explain to the Shi family, even the boss will blame us for not doing things well."

Daji only felt limp all over her body, unable to lift herself up. Hearing the sound, Daji opened her eyes and saw a young man with a fierce face coming over. Seeing that Daji woke up, the man breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother, she is not dead."

"That's good, we have to take her back quickly, lest the kid from the Shi family find out."

After a sound of opening and closing the car door, Daji bumped twice and looked around.

This is in a van, with his hands and feet tied and tape over his mouth.

Well, apparently, she's been kidnapped.

Don't panic.

Daji first prepared to receive the original owner's memory and tasks, but the original owner's memory was blank.

what happened?

System: "Ahem! The original owner may have lost his memory, so you can't receive her memory, Empress Daji."

"So what is my mission?"

"The original owner's greatest wish before his death was to get the child back."

Daji felt a little pain in the back of her head, and guessed that she lost her memory after bumping her head during the kidnapping.

Without memory, who is the original owner?Who is the original owner's child?

This is more difficult than finding Nie Wu's relatives on the plane of cultivating immortals.

At least there are some clues for that mission, but there is no clue for this mission. Could it be that she is going to test everyone's DNA?
Thinking of this, Daji was a little annoyed.

"Boss, why is she silent?"

"It's probably because we know that struggling is useless, we don't care about her, we are only responsible for bringing people there."

Intermittent conversations came from the front, and Daji could only be sure that her life was not in danger.

According to what they mean, kidnapping her doesn't look like money.

Did the original owner offend anyone?
Let's take a step and look at it first. Maybe when we reach the destination, we can explore the identity information of the original owner.

Thinking of this, Daji lay down and had a good rest to recover her strength.

About two hours later, the car stopped, and Daji was blindfolded and led around before stopping.

Daji didn't struggle all the way, and silently memorized the way when she came here. After the blindfold was taken off, Daji looked at the dim room and guessed where it was.

This room was more like an interrogation room, with a small area. She was tied to a chair, with a dim light above her head, and only the iron door was the only exit.

According to the way down the stairs just now, Daji guessed that this place should be a basement.

The room was so quiet that only the sound of his own breathing could be heard. The fear of the unknown would be infinitely magnified. If he was a normal person, he would probably have broken half of his psychological defense.

Daji: "What time is it?"

System: "Eight in the evening."

Then she was kidnapped at about six o'clock, which happened to be meal time. Daji looked down at the clothes on her body. Although they were dirty, the material conditions of the original owner were not bad according to the fabric style.

If it's not for money, it's for enemies.

Thinking that the original owner still has children, well, maybe it is not necessarily the lover of the original owner's husband.

The system sensed Daji's various conjectures and analysis, which is really admirable.

Time passed by every minute and every second, Daji listed all the situations that could be guessed, and then sleepiness struck, and she fell asleep in a daze.

With a bang, the iron door opened, and Daji was awakened.

When they were tied to the chair, the two men tore off the tape on Daji's mouth.

"It's so noisy!" A hoarse female voice sounded in the room, with some echo.

The voice was inexplicably familiar.

Just when Daji was trying to remember, a tall man came in with his head down.

The man was tall, [-] meters by visual inspection, and the small room became much more crowded when he entered.

The other party was wearing a golden mask, which covered the upper half of his face, exposing his lips and chin.

Through the man's superior jawline, Daji can tell that the man is a handsome young man.

Well, there should be at least six pack abs.

Inverted triangle figure, not bad.

Daji looked at the man in front of him with great interest, from top to bottom, not even a strand of hair was spared.

The young man who has been staring at Daji has a bit of interest in his eyes under the mask.

She is not afraid of him.

Even a little interested in yourself?

Does she know her situation?

Thinking of this, the man reached into his waist and took out a pistol, pointing at Daji.

Daji raised her chin slightly, met those interesting eyes, and raised the corner of her mouth: "Oh, it's a gun... so scary."

The woman said she was scared, but she didn't look scared at all.

"Hahaha!"

The man laughed and put away his gun: "Interesting."

"Have I got your attention again?"

Daji is tired of hearing the man's line.

The man approached, bent down and looked at Daji at the same level: "Yes."

The thick voice is as dangerous and charming as he is.

"Then can you untie the rope for me first? It's too tight."

The man took out a small knife from nowhere, and the sharp light flashed, and the rope on Daji's body broke.

"I'm so tired." Daji moved her wrist, hugged the man's neck before he could react, and said ambiguously against his cheek, "Can you hug me to rest?"

The man's body froze for a moment, then recovered quickly, stood up straight, and distanced himself from Daji.

"Have you forgotten where you are now?"

Daji also stood up, only reached the position of his chest, raised her head and stared into his eyes, with a bad smile: "Of course I know, why, are you afraid of your prey?"

Knowing that the woman deliberately provoked him, the man was still provoked, so he stretched out his arms and hugged Daji out of the iron gate.

Daji looked very petite in his arms. She put her arms around the man's neck, tilted her head, and leaned softly on his chest: "The people under your command are so vulgar that they stained my skirt. I want to take a shower first."

Although she doesn't know who the man in front of her is, Daji can be sure that he has no killing intent towards her.

Well, if there is no life threat, then you have to make yourself comfortable.

As Daji guessed, this place is indeed a basement.

After leaving the basement, Daji squinted uncomfortably under the bright light, and buried her head in the man's arms. From such a close distance, Daji could smell the tobacco on his body.

"It's really troublesome." The man said with disgust, and he didn't know whether to tell Daji or himself.

Soon, the man carried Daji across the corridor and came to a room.

Daji observed all the way, and the decoration of the places she passed was simple but luxurious.

The material conditions are not bad. Although it was a bit hard to be kidnapped at the beginning, it is better than the last mission world.

The man put Daji on the sofa, Daji didn't get up immediately, but hugged his neck and kissed him: "This is a reward."

After finishing speaking, Daji got up and went into the bathroom to wash up, leaving the man in a daze.

How does he feel that the prey is himself.

Who was the kidnapped one?
Damn woman.

　Guess who Daji has become?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)